Poetry is to Music as Lyric is to Soul for Monday, June 27, 2011

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Monday, June 27, 2011

I Spit in the Face of Fear

I spit in the face of feat. F(alse) E(vidence) A(ppearing) R(eal) Fear is no match for Love. Place your bets early on this match of matches. The outcome is assured by centuries of competition. Some would say, 'Creator stacked the deck.' The awakened ones know this: It is just the nature of love! 2001, ShamsuddinThere is no contest. Fear hasn't a chance. Freedom is by nature, free. A choice is always yours. Choose fear ort choose Love. Each is exclusive and cannot exist in the other's presence.... Sign in to see full entry.

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